MUSIC♪♬

t-black happiness 

(I bet you won’t understand a word she is saying but this is one of my favourite music, so enjoy :])

T, Tasha, Mirae Yoon, however you want to call her, it doesn’t really matter, because all of them are her names. But I will call her as T, because it’s much shorter

T is the first and one of the best female rappers in Korea. I read an article about her, and she said she learned how to sing and rap, and got the passion of music from her father. In this music, when you hear some guy rapping in English, her father is the one that did featuring.

When I first listen to music was when I was watching Korean TV on Youtube; they show music videos after the show program is over. Like I have written in many of my blogs, I don’t really pay attention to lyrics of the song. So, when I saw this music video, I just thought she has got great rhythm and flavour in music. Also, the music video looked cool enough to attract me. I searched for the song on the Internet, and downloaded it, too. I wanted to look for lyrics of this song, because when she was singing, I could feel that she was singing with her feeling from the experiences and pain.

T is a black-Asian-American. Her father is an African-American, her mother is a Korean, and since she was born in the States, and lived there for all of her youth time, she is considered as an American. This song, Black happiness by T, says many things about her feelings she felt when she was a little girl. Since people in Korea are not very used to racial mixtures, she felt very left out. Also, she felt sorry for her parents who felt pain when people gossiped about their daughter. She always has felt guilty for having dark skin.

However, her father encouraged her many times to keep her head up and be strong since she was young, so that is how she was taught to have self-esteem. Here is some part of the lyrics:

My sweet little girl, Tasha

I guess I can give you a little skit on life I guess

Talk about the good times and the bad times

You gotta be able to blend both of those in your life

You have to know and you have to believe with all you heart that things will always get better

So just keep your head up, Keep your faith and be strong

Never let nobody tell you that you can’t do it, because it can be done

I really loved that part of the song, because it makes me to be strong, even though I barely have any issues with racism. I believe people will feel at least something when they listen to that piece.

When I think about the memories related to piano, I just laugh. Wow, how much I hated playing the piano. I truly, from the bottom of my heart, hated playing the piano. Especially, I hated having piano lessons. But since I studied music, I had to know how to play the piano, because piano is close to the basic of music. It is not that I didn’t like the sound of it. I hated playing it. Anyways, do you want to hear how much I hated playing the piano? Okay, then here it goes. I can remember it so clearly. I learned how to play the piano since I was more or less 5. I saw a pianist on television, and she looked beautiful. It seemed like her fingers were flying like little humming birds. And all of my friends know how to play the piano, so I asked my mom if she could find a teacher for me. I had two lessons per week. When I had the first teacher, I was so excited that I put stickies that had notes on my room’s door and I played the piano until my neighbours told me to be quiet. However, I do not know since when, I started losing interests. It was probably because the new teacher that I had when we moved gave me too much homework. Also, she expected too much from me; she made me to play Mozart’s piece when I was only 9. Maybe it wasn’t that I hated piano; I might have hated the teacher. When she called my home, I just hung up as soon as I heard her voice. And when my mom wasn’t home I pretended that I was not at home. (I hope my mom will not read this essay.) When I was 12, I decided to have lesson once in a week, because I was way too tired to study, practice my instrument, and practice piano at the same time. I still loathed piano at that time. It felt like I was the only one who was not getting better at all. And my fingers were not moving smoothly. I wanted to give up playing the piano so bad. But my parents did not allow me to, because they thought my musical talent would be not as good as the others’. Then, when I moved to Costa Rica, I didn’t have any chance to have piano lessons. My mom did ask me if I wanted to have piano lessons. But I didn’t want to, because first of all, I had to have it in Spanish, which is the language that I do not know well. Also, I wanted to be free from the stress of the piano. But guess what happened a few weeks ago. I have been interested in playing the piano, again! I get the music pieces from the Internet, because I like playing the songs that I like to listen. I would like to sing if I knew how to play the songs perfectly.